As Ray answered the door I heard the sirens that I didn't notice before the police was everywhere in almost every house on the block dragging people out. All I could think was oh man what the hell have I gotten myself into. The police was already coming up the stairs when I saw Shaun come out his room. I blanked out when I saw them grab him. All I could think about was the last time this scene unfolded in front of me, My stepdad and my mom was being arrested for possession. My mom went crazy after being in prison for awhile. Never could stand the police after that. But this was nothing like that mama wasn't no where around and this wasn't my step-daddy's crib back in chicago this was my daddy's crib in New York, Brooklyn to be exact. When I came to I was sitting in an office that smelled bad from years of nervous sweat and black coffee mixed together. "So I finally get to see the kings' prized possession huh" the man asked. I hadn't noticed him because he was lurking in the shadows. "Look I don't know what the hell you're talking about, but I am no ones possession, do you see a fucking tag or stamp that says property of. No you don't so I'm going to need you to revise your initial entrance and come up with a new punch line ok." I told him feeling slightly offended. "Well ok Ms.smart-ass I see your not going to participate with me so I guess I'll try a different tactic. How long have you known Raymond Johnson?" he asked. "Why the hell you wanna know. Don't think just because your a little man with a big boy badge I'm going to just offer up all types of goddamn information" I told him while watching him go from calm to annoyed. "You know what you little nigger child you better be lucky I ain't trying to put you or you damn daddy away because we could dig up a lot of shit on him with out even trying to so I advice you to start talking or else" he said giving me a little smirk. "Or else what I'm not telling you a goddamn thing you hear me sir" I told him. He sat down in the chair across from me and smiled. "Damn a little girl with a big mouth and a bad attitude. Well damn is everything big on you" he said referring to my chest that was hardly covered by the jacket they grabbed for me. "Fuck you, you big nasty ass pervert" I said as I spit in his face. He grabbed a handful of my hair and dragged me onto the table. "Bitch if I wanted you I could be inside you in a damn shorter time than it would take me to snap my damn fingers you hear me" he said as he spit in face, than he took his hand and smeared it into my eyes and in my fucking mouth. All I could do was spit and wipe when he finally let me go. "Now are you done acting out because I have questions I need you to answer" after we sat there quiet as two church mice. I heard a knock on the door than a tall man came in. "There will be no more words between you and my client so I think that will be all for today" he said as he pulled me out of the chair "Oh and while were at it we will be pressing charges for sexual harassment and abuse. Good day sir" he said as we left the room. I was just glad to leave I couldn't care less what the hell just happened. As we walked out into the afternoon sun I saw my dad pacing the in front of his car. "Daddy I mean Shaun what happened in there why they asking about Ray what the hell did he do." I asked as he looked at me and tried to smile. But it looked so forced i knew something was up i just wasn't sure what it was. I was confused asl didn't know if things were alright or just al l round fucked up. Like it went from kissing him to watching him do drugs to watching him get arrested man i needed to sit down for a moment this shit was getting out of hand but the question was how or who's gonna fix it

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